Chapter 2227: The Prophet Is a Great Liar!

When the words of the dragon demon were asked, Lin Yun's face also changed slightly, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?

"No, nothing. Lin Wan quickly regained his normal color, and replied in a calm tone.

The dragon demon looked at her with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

Lin Yun said in a light tone: "You have also grown up, so it doesn't hurt to let you know." ”

Hearing this, the dragon demon looked at her even more seriously, and Lin Yun sighed lightly: "Actually, my mother and your father no longer have a relationship, to put it bluntly, they are just a bunch of husband and wife who exist in name only." If it weren't for the woman who the Long family was not allowed to marry in, the mother would have left the Long family. ”

Lin Wan showed a trace of sentimentality on his face, and couldn't help but bow his head and sigh.

"Mother...... But Daddy has always been concerned about you, how could you?" the dragon demon suddenly became sad.

"There are some things that you can't say clearly in one or two sentences, but you will understand later. After Lin Wan finished speaking calmly, he said again: "Okay, tomorrow is the day of the young master's funeral, you should go back and rest early!"

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything more, the dragon demon didn't want to ask again, so he had to bow his head and say, "Yes, the mother also rested early, and the daughter went back first." ”

Lin Wan nodded and got up to send her out.

Send the dragon demon away, and the door closes again.

Lin Yun's face was no longer indifferent and calm, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Long Youlin, sooner or later, you will be retributed!"

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The night breeze blows lightly, and the Long family is destined to be sleepless tonight.

The main hall of the main courtyard of the house is already being decorated into a mourning hall, and white cloths are hung inside and outside the main courtyard, and white lanterns are hung at the gate.

Mo Rou sat in the mourning hall, and Hongyi accompanied her.

Long Tianao walked in and was sad to see her sitting next to the black coffin, and his heart was also uncomfortable.

"Rou'er, you go and rest first! ”

When Mo Rou saw him come in, her cry was even more amplified, "Woo...... My night, I'm not leaving, I'm going to accompany my night......"

"Xiaoyi, you help your aunt go back to rest first. Long Tianao approached and said directly to Hongyi.

Hongyi looked at Mo Rou, but Mo Rou shook her head directly, "Tianao, I'll stay here, after tonight, I won't be able to see the night anymore, I won't leave." ”

Long Tianao took her into his arms, touched her head lightly, put his chin against the top of her head, and whispered softly: "Rou'er, you are tired, go back to sleep well, and get up tomorrow morning before you have the energy to send Ye'er on her last journey." ”

Mo Rou cried directly: "Why...... Why is God so unfair, the prophet clearly said that Ye'er is the reincarnation of a nobleman, and this life must be extraordinary...... But...... But...... He is now dying young. ”

"Woo woo...... Mo Rou cried again and couldn't speak, and said intermittently: "The night is gone like this, the prophet is a big liar!

"Well, yes, yes, yes, the prophets sometimes make mistakes. Long Tianao was a little embarrassed, and patted her shoulder to reassure.

"I ......" Mo Rou still wanted to speak, but her eyes straightened for a while, and then she closed her body and fell into Long Tianao's arms.

"Aunt?" Hongyi suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle, what's wrong with my aunt?"

Long Tianao picked Mo Rou up horizontally, turned around and said, "It's okay, she's just too tired, she fainted from too much sadness, and I'm going to work hard for you to take care of her tonight." The words fell, and he walked out.

Hongyi was also worried about Mo Rou's situation, and hurriedly followed out of the mourning hall.

As soon as they left with their front feet, Ryuzaki came here with their back feet, looked at the people at the doors on both sides of the mourning hall, and waved his hand lightly: "You guys go down first! I want to talk to the young master alone." ”

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